I have a chronic illness for which there is no cure. Over the last five years I’ve been hospitalized a total of 24 weeks. That’s nearly 6 months. I have bargained and gone through various stages of grief wishing for resolution that is impossible. But I have learned that life is short, I’m lucky I’m here, and now I know what I will and won’t waste. Time isn’t one of them anymore.
If you have mine, if I give it to you without you seeking me out, I consider you precious- someone I cannot do without.